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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
42 Dugg
Rap
EST Gee
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dion Hayes
Songwriter
George Stone III
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr
Songwriter
Pepijn Baltus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FOREVEROLLING
Producer
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Eric Fernandez
Mixing Engineer
Logan Schmitz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Duce
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I ain't never asked for acceptance
I guess it messed with him
Police come, I ain't offer 'em nothing, not even a Mexican
Is it a thot?
Let him know and I stop fuckin' this ****, bitch
City shit
Ask all the killers who got the city lit
I don't do no hate outta jealousy
I'm 'bout stretchin' shit
Plan it carefully
Cut out 'bout a hundred times, I measure it
You tellin' me
'Cause it's shooter street shit, overlook it
Ain't right after they took him
Like you ain't nobody's pussy
Whenever I pop outside
****, I be wide and they be lookin'
If a **** I don't like ever blow up rapping, then I'm gon' book 'em
If it's up with us, you can't quit
We gon' spank shit like a whipper
The streets ain't on no H 'cause it ain't straight and we cook it
[Verse 2]
I know **** pussies
Six thousand for the black cherry gelato, this ain't cookie
A hundred thousand, a couple of bottles, who want Duggy?
Hey, I boogie
Still mix the wood, you know I ain't fuck her
But she was lookin'
On both my brothers, I got truffles
The real truffles that come in duffles
I don't smoke, I sold a couple
Just off the muscle
He ain't hustle
Boy, I don't trust him, bitch, free my uncle
If I don't bust you, I'll probably punch you
Not for no reason, 'cause I want to
[Verse 3]
****, what you gon' do?
You know I'm lit, you know I'm piped
Hundred Gs on a bike
Only drove it twice
And I got a new 'Gatti
Come through off Gotti
Doggy beat that body
Know I need you
You up and we even
****, R.I.P. Reece
[Verse 4]
'Cause I love you, I ain't never judge you
I ain't been the same since I lost my granny
Since I lost my brothers
How y'all ain't here to see me win?
Help me count these Ms
No, I fell out with a couple friends
**** want my millions
Three hundred thousand on the Benz
Probably do it again
And if I catch another one lackin', I'ma shoot again
Hey, tell my cousin that I love him
I'll never judge him
Ain't been the same since I lost my granny
Since I lost my brother
And if I could, I'd probably hug him
Look at me thuggin'
Written by: Aaron Erlichman, Dion Hayes, FOREVEROLLING, George Stone, George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr, Pepijn Baltus